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kamiyandisease) wrote2011-11-25 11:21 am
kamiyandisease) wrote2011-11-25 11:21 am
Chapter 02 - The Day That Became a Mistake - Horoscopes [Voice/Action]
["Face it, you’re a hilarious drunk!"
... Was one of the messages and more that Touma had gotten on his journal today. Considering it was a simple prank made by someone on the network, he did not pay it any matter. He came to the conclusion that it was something similar to internet spam in your e-mail account. After that, Touma had decided that he was going to have a completely happy day with no misfortune whatsoever. It was just a bunch of messages, so what could possibly happen?
... Five minutes after those optimistic thoughts came around, his day suddenly went into the usual downward spiral. He was totally used to this daily routine for himself like it was horribly scripted. But a random thought had popped into head: "Maybe I should drink some alcohol to keep my spirits up." Disregarding the fact that he wasn’t old enough to drink, it still sounded like a good idea at the time. One shot or two wouldn’t have hurt, he thought!
Assuming that he had encountered someone who was randomly giving out alcohol to minors, he figured that he would test his luck. Touma decided to take one drink. Or two. Maybe a little of three... At this point, it didn’t really matter how much he drank because he didn’t remember. As a matter of fact, there was a good chance that he wasn’t going to remember anything that happened today. Swaggering through the village, Touma awkwardly takes out his journal and you’ll hear his slurred voice.]
S’cuse me, erryone... I've got an important question to ask ya. Does November really only have thirty-eight days?
[YUP. With that said, he closes his journal and continues his wobbly walk through the village. Any common sense he has left is telling him to head back to his apartment and crash for the rest of the day, but he might end up walking into your apartment or some other random place! Either way, you can have those kinds of encounters happen or simply bump into him while he’s swaggering along.]
... Was one of the messages and more that Touma had gotten on his journal today. Considering it was a simple prank made by someone on the network, he did not pay it any matter. He came to the conclusion that it was something similar to internet spam in your e-mail account. After that, Touma had decided that he was going to have a completely happy day with no misfortune whatsoever. It was just a bunch of messages, so what could possibly happen?
... Five minutes after those optimistic thoughts came around, his day suddenly went into the usual downward spiral. He was totally used to this daily routine for himself like it was horribly scripted. But a random thought had popped into head: "Maybe I should drink some alcohol to keep my spirits up." Disregarding the fact that he wasn’t old enough to drink, it still sounded like a good idea at the time. One shot or two wouldn’t have hurt, he thought!
Assuming that he had encountered someone who was randomly giving out alcohol to minors, he figured that he would test his luck. Touma decided to take one drink. Or two. Maybe a little of three... At this point, it didn’t really matter how much he drank because he didn’t remember. As a matter of fact, there was a good chance that he wasn’t going to remember anything that happened today. Swaggering through the village, Touma awkwardly takes out his journal and you’ll hear his slurred voice.]
S’cuse me, erryone... I've got an important question to ask ya. Does November really only have thirty-eight days?
[YUP. With that said, he closes his journal and continues his wobbly walk through the village. Any common sense he has left is telling him to head back to his apartment and crash for the rest of the day, but he might end up walking into your apartment or some other random place! Either way, you can have those kinds of encounters happen or simply bump into him while he’s swaggering along.]
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N-Noda-chan... I dunno I just got so depressed today that... I can'ts 'memeber what happened, but I guess they just followed me?
[He'll hand her the box of sushi.] Umm... Here ya go. I guess I got you a souvenir while travelin' 'round.
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[How many other girls did he find and lose along the way? Probably tens of them... And she went through all that trouble of taking a long bath after the journal told her to for a chance romantic meeting.] W-Will your, uh, friends be staying for long? [What else should she call them?!]
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...??? [Oh, that? Touma looks over to them with legit question marks in his eyes. He'll have to see them off.] S'cuse me, ladies.... But I gotta take care of things with wifey here, so could ya please leave? [He's going to polietly wave them off as and they shall start to go! Some are going to go "AWWWW" in a disappointed way, others throwing air kisses at Touma and you'll get some "Call me!"'s from the crowd, too.]
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[Unsure how to feel about some of the girls responses. In one way she feels sort of jealous... But in another she feels embarrassed as all hell because did he just call her wifey?] W-What? Uhm, d-do you mean me? I, uh... Uhm... [Speech. What are you.]
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Woof woof. Can Kamijou-san lay in Wifey's lap...?
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Nodoka will wave her hands a little and shake her head. No no, you're intoxicated Touma, you don't know what you're saying.] You're, uhm, n-not a dog Touma-san. Please get up off the floor?
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[Well he is demanding to be petted... But he's also drunk. Would it be right? If it's only for a moment it won't matter right? ...Slowly reaching out and rubbing Touma's head a little.]
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Awoooo...! This goat is pleased with this treatment!
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--Ya~ahaha! I should return the favor and pet ya, too! It would be like a massage!
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